Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that won't stop bugging you.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
An Unused Prophylactic
A lock of Vladimir Lenin's Hair, with certificate of authenticity
A succulent Chinese meal
A slice of the trunk of Prometheus, the formerly oldest living organism
A Tapir
An Octopus
The Sword that Seals the Darkness
A fully charged Gubernatorial Capacitor
A dress that is blue and black or white and gold depending on how you look at it
A Pipe Organ from St. Steven's Cathedral

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